[Akihiko's quiet is, perhaps, more painful than anything he could have said. It weighs on him like the sky had on Atlus, and Ken closes his eyes as the man starts running. Prove it, huh? That's right. No matter how it is he feels about what happens, words alone are nothing.
Time only moves forward. Shinjiro may have come here after his death, but for him, time only moves forward, too. It's either he lives on here, or he's pulled back out and everything ends. No regretting, wishing, or hoping can change that. Eventually, they all end up somewhere, but that somewhere always lie ahead of them. Whether Ken steps off that train now by killing himself like Crane had said, or he lives on is his choice, but there's no stopping. Time only moves forward.
He feels something stir inside him that feels a little different than before. Something that isn't quite Nemesis. But it settles again. He looks up and kicks the ground to chase after Akihiko. He doesn't know where he's going for now, but getting left behind... he doesn't want that anymore.]
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Time only moves forward. Shinjiro may have come here after his death, but for him, time only moves forward, too. It's either he lives on here, or he's pulled back out and everything ends. No regretting, wishing, or hoping can change that. Eventually, they all end up somewhere, but that somewhere always lie ahead of them. Whether Ken steps off that train now by killing himself like Crane had said, or he lives on is his choice, but there's no stopping. Time only moves forward.
He feels something stir inside him that feels a little different than before. Something that isn't quite Nemesis. But it settles again. He looks up and kicks the ground to chase after Akihiko. He doesn't know where he's going for now, but getting left behind... he doesn't want that anymore.]
Yes, sir. For now... I'll keep up.